*A Natural Amount of Trepidation...*

^So either I succeed at creating sons among you who are as smart as you, or I am sacrificed like an animal?^ You ask in horror.

^Don't worry, we believe you will be successful. Greywind and I already bear your sons. I am confident that they will be intelligent,^ Ellowyn says laughing, her white dreadlocks shaking and the beads worked into them clattering with the movement.

"You're having my sons?!" you ask, lapsing back into English in shock.

^Shhh!!!!^ Your Wives-To-Be say in unison.

^Right, sorry. How do you know though?^ you ask, speaking in Salutar again.

^We used state-of-the-art gender selection technology and drew lots, Greywind and I were chosen to take the risk of having the males,^ Ellowyn says.

^Why is that a risk?^ You ask, and Ellowyn looks downcast.

^It's part of the prophecies. 'Should a False Kilodar appear, whom you shall know by their failure to complete the five trials I will speak of soon, they will bring ruin on our species if you allow them to live. They have 25 years to complete all the trials before they are to be sacrificed to the goddesses of birth and fertility, as are any who have born them a son. Though it should take a thousand years, the False Kilodar and all his male descendants are to be hunted to extinction, for only by doing so can you pave the way for the True Kilodar to appear.'^ Berylia recites from memory.

^I have 25 years to unite an entire Planet?^ You ask in even greater horror...

^Well, yes, but you DID land in the most powerful empire in the world,^ Berylia says.

^How advanced are the other empires?^ you ask.

Greywind and Ellowyn look at each other as if to say 'Is this your department or mine?' Then Greywind shrugs and replies: ^Most of the other empires are slightly behind us technologically, and many of the smaller nations are WELL behind, but there are several national units that are on par with us...^

^Oh 'great'! I'm going to have to start and WIN World War One to keep myself and my male descendants from being murdered...^ You moan quietly.

^Don't worry, you are the third Kilodar candidate to appear and the first to pass the third trial; third time's the charm, right?^ Berylia says reassuringly...

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